Chapter 458

The moment the ceremony was completed, the whole world froze and stopped.

Light turns into darkness, and darkness turns into a blinding day.

A single high voice echoed and spread, roaring and silencing all other sounds.

For a long time, a faint disgusting aroma spread like a tendon.

Then the cultists began to float from the ground, blood and smoke spewed out of their mouths, and their whole body stood and trembled as if pulled by a line.

Soon, their skin cracked and something came out of the broken flesh, shining with blood.

After a moment, the eyes, mouth and bone spurs dissolved and changed in the whole body, as if some unnatural things occupied them first, and then gradually turned into entities in them step by step.

Many soldiers who had not seen such a scene could not help but step back.

Only soshyan in the middle remains unchanged.

His eyes became cold, indifferent, but with a strong sense of war.

Soshyan felt a voice burst in his mind and extracted his thoughts. He could feel that thoughts, doubts and memories were bubbling out and broken without his own control.

At this moment, he saw the only road paved in front of him - there was only the long sword in his hand, only the enemy in front of him, only the feeling that he could allow to exist.

Pure and shining, like a lamp in the dark.

Soshyan blinked and the world suddenly returned to normal.

He ran to the front, the shield wall composed of soldiers had broken, and everyone knew that the battle had turned into a violent storm with swords and claws.

There was a stench in the air, and the creatures jumped at him, their claws extending from the ends of their limbs.

Soshyang's sword stabbed the top of the deformed head and cut it in half in an instant, so that the blood and pus dispersed in the air.

Even through his helmet, he could smell the internal residue and the indescribable stench.

The gunfire roared nearby, and the roar of those creatures rose forward with their movements and jumps.

Talos threw out his sword. The weapon rotated round and round, and the activated position pulled out the lightning left behind.

It hit the nearest beast, which struggled, and the black cracks spread all over its body.

But the creature didn't die. None of those things died. Instead, they swarmed around the soldiers, even if they kept shooting.

I don't know when, a large number of insects began to fly in the air. It was a fat and disgusting fly. They covered everyone's head like a black fog and kept going in and out of the bodies of those creations.

In the remaining light of soshyan, a bone hook and claw flashed out and cut off the face armor of a soldier with an effortless stroke.

Blood, light suddenly flashed in the air.

When soshyang chopped and rushed to the enemy, he turned into a remnant. He saw something around the soldier's gun arm. Something stirred and flickered, as if chewing flesh and blood.

The creatures rushed and crawled forward, and the blood and sour drilling sound came from the sharp teeth in the distance.

Close to the soldier, his backhand was a sword, from left to right, as if a sickle had cut corn.

When he was cutting, he felt the vibration of the sword cutting flesh and bones.

An opening opened in front of him. He inserted it, stepped over the fallen soldiers and swept the long sword back and forth - the creatures roared at him as they retreated.

He looked downwards, with a motley cloaked blood clots on his opponent's armor, red blood bubbles and foam spitting out from the slit cut off the helmet.

"Get up."

The soldier took soshyan by the arm, pulled himself up and landed on his feet, but the explosive gun was still in his hand.

"I'm sorry, commander Zhan..."

He shook for a while, then shook his whole body, and scattered blood droplets fell, like a dog shaking off the water in his hair.

The creatures left in front of them, retreating like a tide of rotten flesh and blood.

The noise of battle and the buzzing of rotten flying insects still sing in the air, but at this moment it seems to come from farther away.

The huge body, which had become dark, stood in front of them. As he walked forward, it seemed as if smoke had peeled away from him, and the creatures around him cheered and roared like bound beasts.

His voice seemed as if blood covered the broken glass when he enunciated.

"Star knight, the tyrant really underestimates you. Instead of shivering in your old nest waiting for death, you attack here unexpectedly... But it's meaningless. Death is still waiting for you."

Suddenly, he stopped, then turned around, stretched out his hand and inserted it into a bone box opened on the altar.

"Shut up, traitor!"

Farzad spat and rushed forward. As he charged, new blood spilled from his wound.

Soshyan narrowed his eyes. He noticed something moving in the box, like a python tossing in black oil.

The chaotic Star Warrior's bracelet revolved around it, gray lightning whipped his arm, the pattern on the armor began to twist, and at the same time, the outline of his body began to turn into a virtual shadow.

Farzad jumped high and dropped his axe.

The next second, soshyan heard the powerful roar and saw Farzad exhale with blood.

That blow was not clean and elegant. It was the most primitive war chop - a deadly blow, fast and direct.

The black figure turned slowly, and the shape and outline became virtual shadow due to the rapid change.

Then something hit Farzad on the chest.

"Well -"

Farzad was shaken back by some unknown force and fell back, folding down the rope as if it had been cut off.

With a sneer, the chaos Star Warrior twitched and retracted the weapon - its shape changed and stretched among various shapes, solidified and dissolved at the same time, and hissed.

Farzad now fell to the ground, motionless, and the whispering shadow was sucking on his wound.

When that thing attacked Farzad again, the burning Shengyan sword held the blow.

The white light was scattered in the air, and the two weapons were grinding each other.

"Fire and wind tell of your end!"

The chaotic Star Warrior roared. At such a close distance, he was finally able to see each other's face.

This is a huge swelling monster, favored by the gods he believes in, and swollen and enlarged. Wet dirt covered the layers of armor on his armor, and unknown biochemical and mechanical dirt sealed the gap between the armor.

The ceramic steel armor covering his trunk and legs was bent by the melting and pathological expansion of flesh and blood, and the long copper horns pierced through the holes in the damaged armor.

These long copper horns have blood vessels, which are living creatures to some extent, with blood like promethium flowing on them.

On his shoulder, there was a tumor like a dead tree, and black maggots and flies kept coming in and out - he looked like he was wrapped in a black fog because these maggots and flies were tightly around him.

Each of those flies is as long as the fingers of the Star Warrior, and their wings are thin and long and trembling.

But unlike the dirty and tattered armor, the man's face was as dry and white as a corpse, and looked more like a ghoul - something hidden in an underground tomb covered with dust that had not been desecrated and untouched for centuries.

In the bright yellow eyes full of blood spots, there is a sub space fire without temperature.

Hatred and contempt are growing out of this fire.

"Plague sea maggot" copras, the former company commander of the devotee battle regiment, fell into the arms of the chaotic evil god Naqu after a sub space Trek and became a plague soldier.